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Nature …!!!​

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The above picture is good enough. Although the tree is standing naked, without having clothes on its skin. But the branches and structure of this tree are very beautiful.

I just wanted to write this blog for the people who agonize for the outer beauty.

Guys, we are living in the 21st century. The outer beauty, the pehlae nazar ka pyar(Love at first sight), the color difference and many more, All were there in the 19th century. GROW UP…!!!

If we ignore the inner beauty, the outer beauty will never work for us.  Imagine, the above tree with lots of leaves and fruit. Yes, it seems superb. But without the perfect structure, the tree can never look good.

We should appreciate the inner beauty, nature and one’s character.

 

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One of my cousins told her story, how She loved someone deeply but the boy needed a girl in a more sexy attire. The one who can give a standard to his company. Yes, he never shows respect for the real love. But the best part of DESTINY is, it always changes.

Now, my cousin understood that the boy doesn’t deserve her.  And she is happy in her relationship, where she get admire about her cuteness and nature.

It’s not that, we should not appreciate outer beauty, but if we know that the person is hollow from inside…. Why please them?

We love to see the smart character on television, guy with cute hairstyle, the beautiful girls. But in real life, we want our partner to be with a golden heart and their physical attire doesn’t matter.  The type of relationship we want totally depends on the partner’s nature.

At least, with a good structure of a tree, we are sure of having dense leaves.

For the people who are actually beautiful from inside….

It is never said to be,

to be good and humble in nature.

But it’s you who wanted to be,

loved by all the creature.

Wait…!!!  don’t let yourself down,

you are just a normal being, who wanted to live along. 

No…!!! Don’t pull yourself back,

and let others hack,

hack the rights, the mind and decision,

and also the smiling face with a wrinkle.

Don’t worry about your beauty tips,

without the outer beauty, one day you will be linked,

Linked with the great people’s names list,

that attire will then, punch all the SHIT.

 

 

 

 

 

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The sunset

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The beautiful morning brings whole day in its package.

The bag full of joy, excitement, happiness, positive vibes and lots of hope.

We all know the value of a day, and we thank God for giving us the luck to see the beautiful morning.

I feel so excited and good during the morning but as the vesper begins, I start feeling lifeless,” yawning Sejal said.

Sejal was a girl full of stress and tension. The tension size varies from the small exams to her family matter. She forgot how happiness portrait was. Her love Kumar was so tensed to see that Sejal is becoming depressed day by day.

Okay, then I think you never went to the Riverside, in evening, that is why you are boshing,” Kumar said.

The sudden plan always works and Kumar knew this. He insisted Sejal and She agreed to go Riverside. Both went there. They enjoyed and had lots of photos.

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Kumar said,” without these evening we are empty, because if morning brings us energy, hope, and a positive attitude then evening also bring a small bag for us”.

Sejal moved to him. Leisurely sat on a cemented area, which seems to be made to block the sides. “And what bag? What it contains? Mr. Kumar.” Sejal asked.

“An evening brings us the hope that tomorrow will be a better day. The hope that the happiness you are wishing will be yours, don’t lose hope, a new day will come. The sadness and stress all will be over just step ahead”, Kumar explained.

Sejal held the hand easefully. “Are you sure tomorrow is better than today? And your belief that evening is for reminding us that this is the end of sadness is actually true?”

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Every evening promises to bring a new morning. Anyone can start a journey but greater are those who end it, and evenings are great. It wraps every day with a  hope for a new beginning” Kumar said.

Kumar sat near Sejal and looked at her. Sejal bent on Kumar’s shoulder gently and started,”Kumar, wonder how I used to think that evening is hopeless and boring, In fact, evening brings us the best part of life. It brings the time for us, to spend it with our family and loved ones. I can’t be hopeless in evening, it is the gift that morning gives us”.

Kumar smiled, he saw love in Sejal’s eyes. He calmly bent his head on Sejal’s head. Sejal,” I will not take tension of my life from now because, after day when evening will come, it will mop up all the sadness stress and tension of my life”.

“Yes, this is the truth”, Kumar was happy from inside.The evening went off after promising to gift a new day. Slowly the sky was filled with stars.  Sejal found a new hope and faith. Kumar found his love.

The cold wind was dancing and thanking for the wonderful day hoping to see a new beginning on a fresh morning.

 

Thank you SHALINI for the wonderful photos.

 

 

 

 

 

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Love story of “Shoes and Socks”

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What I mean to you? ” asked the Shoe in a confused way.

I am with you from the time we are here. We are close“, answered the Socks.

The Shoe is kept on the Shoe rack, in a room full of books. Entered Bhushan with 2 books in his left and a bottle in his right hand. Bhushan, The owner of the room and shoe.

Switched on his television, watching, TOM and JERRY cartoon.

I think I am…” Interrupted the Shoe, Socks said,” Why you love me? I will not always be there for you… We are together until the time I can fulfill Bhushan’s standard.”

I want you, I think I Love you”, Shoe asked Socks to be quiet. “When your soft body lies on me, softly it tickles. In winter, you provide me the required warmness. During summer, your cloth saves me from sweat. Whenever I am with you, I feel complete”.

Okay, I also want to share my feelings”, Socks replied,”I feel protected with you. You are there and I am safe from the scratches. During the rainy season, when Bhushan put on me, without you, I feel the shower of water on me, Yes, it makes me feel so cold. But with you, I don’t even care about the rain”.

But I am going to be old soon”, cried socks, “I have very less time left and if you will love me like this, even I love you back, we will be separated soon”.

A smile came out, Shoe said,”Even if we will be far apart, I will love you“.

Sock fully lied down on Shoe, and Shoe felt the cuddle.

Next morning, Bhushan was getting ready. Now, its time to wear shoes. He removed socks from the shoe and threw on the floor. A new pair of Socks took place. The old socks panicked. The shoe was speechless.

It was just a night we actually accepted our Love, and our destiny fails.”, socks cried. “You carry on your journey with the new partner, I have to leave now”.

I want to hug you for the last time“, Shoe agonized.

Suddenly, Bhushan took the socks from the floor to clean his shoes.

Both hugged and kissed each other. Cried to be with. But they couldn’t.

Bhushan threw the pair of socks in the dustbin.

The shoe was missing his socks very much. Few months the Shoes survived but he was disappointed and hopeless.

After sometimes, he was also replaced with another pair of shoes and thrown in the same dustbin where his socks were thrown.

He died peacefully.

 

 

 

 

 

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The new Angle…

 

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I have not traveled by plane, and my friends know this fact. Well, besides this fact, I showed the above photo to one of my friends, with the caption “while I was above the clouds and sun was facing me, and I was enjoying the moment”. He was surprised to see that finally, I went on a plane. “Wow, that’s really great”, my friend exclaimed.

My friend, Kumar. He is straightforward, but the only thing he is not blessed with is his thinking. He can never take things in a positive way. There is no other side of a coin for him. If he is sad, he never feels to be happy, whether the sadness went a month ago. So, I decide to help him to think in another way, rather than what he used to think. And also to gain some attention by telling the story of the plane.

“Yes, it was so much fun, the plane was at a pointing height from the ground”, I told, “so high with clouds dancing here and there”.

“Okay, that means, you were enjoying the waves too”, he asked.

“The height of the plane, and the food, yummy. I have to say, the food was so tasty”, I joined, “my friend you must go and enjoy the beauty of the plane”.

Suddenly, checking the photos, Kumar slide next and there he got the real pic.

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I can’t even explain what happened to me at that moment.

“But you taught me one thing, my friend”, Kumar gently spoke to me, “How you changed the angle of the picture and a new story formed. Our life is also a collection of good and bad photos if we don’t like the photo we just have to change the angle and see it”.

“That’s true my friend”, I said, “Life is just a normal photo, you can even filter the picture and make it interesting, it is totally in your hand”.

Kumar smiled. And from his attitude, a new positive wave came to me.

Everything is the same, it’s just our vision and the angle what we want to see.

 

 

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The Thousand Words.

I will tell you one story. But just one. Don’t ask me more. You girls know that we will have a long day tomorrow. So here I start the story. Don’t interrupt.

The elder daughter Rakhi, careen on one side of the bed and took the blanket. Whereas, Bindiya put her head on the lap of her father. And father moved his hand gently over both daughter’s head. He started.

Once upon a time, there lived a farmer named, Santosh. He lived with his family in a small village named purnia. He had a family of 2 children. Just like me, he was also blessed with 2 princesses,, dhara and ambar. His wife Avantika, was a simple lady. And he had a mother, who was very old that she needed support even to walk. Anyhow she managed to go to the washroom. Sometimes she went for a walk and out of the  2 girls, anyone took her to the field where Santosh worked. A large field with many small and big trees. Well, before a day, it rained abruptly. That is the reason the field seems to be flooded.

Santosh loved his wife and never raised his voice to her. He had a happy family. His mother and wife sometimes argued but Santosh would interrupt and made everything normal.

Well, santosh knew that one day or the other he has to find a gentleman for his elder daughter dhara. “Like you found a gentleman for Rakhi di” interrupted Bindiya. Yes in the same way. Santosh searched for a good man all over his area, and finally, he succeeds. He found a boy named,…. ” let’s call him Rakesh, the one found for di”.  Okay, Rakesh was a boy who belongs to a very rich family. The family where his daughter would live explicitly very happy life.

Santosh was very poor. He couldn’t even afford 3 times meals for his family. But he used to dream big. He thought a luxury life for both of his daughters.

Once, he went to the station, where he used to sell his grain. The station was a day far from the village. But Santosh walks day and night to reach his destination. While he was fixing the price of grain. There came a big car. A man- tall, dark and handsome, with a neat and clean white shirt and an overloaded jacket get out of the car. His shoes were shining. He had a cigarette fixed in his 2 fingers. Looking here and there he came to Santosh and asked to fix the correct rate of the grains. Santosh as a hellion increased the rate and waited for the bargain. But no word. Okay. He took the grains at the rate as Santosh has fixed. The man standing nearby him looks like his bodyguard told that the rate is high. “Poor people. And for me, 100-200 doesn’t matter”. He took the grain and gave money. “Keep the change”. And went to his car.

Everyone was looking to Santosh,” he is the richest man of our town, named as afidi” . Santosh again asked to pardon the name. “Rakesh afidi”, someone answered.

“Baba, this is your story. You met with Rakesh in the same way” Rakhi asked in an enthusiastic way. Yeah. You are right. Just listen to a story. So shall I continue or you girls like to sleep. Tomorrow we will say goodbye to Rakhi. It will be a big day Rakhi. Hope you will be happy at your new house. Rakhi nodded her head and cuddled the pillow.

So, where I was.

Seeing the big heart of Rakesh, the farmer wanted him to be the guy to marry his daughter. But why he will marry the poor girl. Santosh went to Rakesh house. He carried a small bag in which he had some grains,2 chapati, and a bottle. Santosh was in old dhoti,kurta and slipper. 

Santosh went inside. Rakesh came with a suitcase. “Who are you, uncle? And why are you here?”

Santosh explained the reason. But not exactly. He finally showed the photo of his daughter where both the girls were standing in a suit and tapping on the photo of dhara, he asked him to marry her.

“Are you kidding” laughed Rakesh. Santosh sat on the chair and took the grain from the bag and kept on the table. “I am the one who feeds you sir” Santosh in a very low voice. Pardon, sir. Santosh took the grain and started to walk out.

“Why do you want me to marry your daughter? Just because I am rich.”

Santosh feet stopped. He looked back and started mixing his words with one another.

“I don’t get you”

“Sir you have a golden heart and I know you will keep my daughter happy.”

“I will. But I have a better plan.”

Santosh eyes were sparkled. He went inside and told “I will do anything, Sir. I will give my field to you or my home”

“Neither I want your field nor your home. I will marry your elder daughter but what about the younger one. ”

A silence was placed inside the room.

“You don’t worry sir, I will take care of your both the daughters.”

Santosh gave a blank reaction on this topic. He took his bag and moved towards the gate.

“Sir, Now I can say you are not running behind my money. I will marry your daughter.”

“So he was testing the farmer? If he would have agreed to marry both her daughters that means he wants money” Bindiya explained.

Yes. You are there. But Rakesh asked something as a deal. He asked the poor farmer’s life. He told that he will take care of Santosh’s family. But only after he will give both of his kidneys to Rakesh.

Santosh didn’t know that Rakesh has a business, where he used to import and export the human kidney. Santosh without making his dream to reality went back to his home.

Seeing his wife working in the field Santosh thought “She even can’t buy new clothes for herself. My mother faces problem while walking, but I am unable to buy a wheelchair for her. My daughters never told me, but they also dream for many things that I can’t even think. What if one life has to hang to death to improve our lives. There they will live a luxurious life. All the dreams will come true.”

Next day Santosh went to Rakesh’s house. “I agree with your proposal”

” I knew you will come, sir. Have a sit. ”

Santosh sat and started crying. “Your family is my responsibility now. I will take care of the whole family.”

“Thank you so much”

” But sir I have to export the thing within a week. It’s urgent”.

Here ‘the thing’ means what Rakesh needed, the kidney. “Rakesh is so bad. But this is just a story. Right baba” Rakhi’s eyes continue to watch baba.

Baba is a poor old man. He used to help everyone. He went to Rakesh and had discussed the marriage. Both the daughter not even know how baba met Rakesh.

“I think we should get married as soon as possible,” asked Rakesh. “Because I know you are eagerly waiting for this. Tomorrow. We can fix the day for the marriage.”

Santosh agreed to the day.

But Rakesh sends a message through a man, the same who seemed his bodyguard, to Santosh. “It’s urgent. I want the thing tomorrow itself. Between the marriage, you come to the godown and fulfill the deal. Then only I will take 7 rounds of the fire with your daughter. And then only the marriage will succeed.”

“Baba, did he go? What happened next? Santosh is a poor guy..”

Yes. He went. He went when mantra started. Now both of you go to sleep. I have much more things to do.

Both sisters started gossiping about Rakesh character.

Baba went to the gate and shut it from outside.

Night went. Next morning everyone was busy with their work. Rakhi’s mother, Urmi, was busy in the saree. Food and flowers everywhere.

“Yes. The time came for which we were waiting.” Baba gave Rakhi a bunch of grains. “You are looking pretty”.

“Baba, I will miss you all”, Rakhi whispered.

“Let’s go, you are about to get married. Don’t cry. I will be with you. We have done a lot for you. Do your best to make your family happy”.

The pandit called the groom and bride. Baba held the hand of Rakhi and took her to the place. It started. The mantra. After an hour, pandit called for groom and bride’s father.

“Baba went to the sweet shop and for plates” Urmi answered.

Rituals for marriage was over. Everyone was looking to give blessings to the newly married couple. Rakhi’s eye was busy finding her baba. “Baba..??”

“I don’t have seen him since mantra,” Bindiya replied.

Urmi sent a little boy who lived nearby, to call baba. After few minutes, he came back. “Baba didn’t go to the sweet shop. No one has seen him”.

The other part we know. Yes. Where baba went. Why he went.

His daughter got married and she is fixed in a relationship. Rakesh has a deal, so he gave place for the family in his own home. He treated them as a servant.

Are they really happy? NO. But baba thought it is a sacrifice he has made for the better future of his family.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Chennai- Come to south “India”.

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India is a country in Soth Asia. Seventh largest country by area. It is bounded by the Indian Ocean, Arabian Sea, Bay of Bengal.

From top Himalaya to bottom Kanyakumari, India has colorful wings.

Why should you visit Chennai?

Recently I came from south India. The experience was so comfortable that I would love to visit Chennai one more time. I would like to share my feelings with you guys.

Beach lovers are welcome

Yeah, beach lovers get ready for the awesome blossom tides with full of high and low waves. The tides will make your day. You can walk around and enjoy the waves. The wind is so cold and cheerful, it will make all your tension blow. We went at the time of dawn. We enjoyed a lot and were almost wet.

People will love you

The best part is when you get caring and friendly people around you. Yes, that is what there in Chennai. The people love the tourist. I met new people and all were so good and helped me in the new city while traveling and reaching the destination.

Tradition is most important

Well, India is known for its tradition. And we can clearly see that in Chennai. The people follow their tradition by heart. Girls wear half saree and suit with a ‘Gajra’, (the flower) on their hair. Men wear ‘dhoti’, (long cloth generally white in color) and kurta. You will enjoy watching them.

Girls are safe

Yes, What I observed about girls, that they are safe and can enjoy of their own. I was so free and happy.

Locations are breathe taking

You heard the right thing, the locations are awesome. Chennai is a very old city, which makes the buildings and monuments look like the palace. If you just walk by, you will see many monuments. Well, many new buildings are made that are so high.

Can enjoy delicious food

If you are foody, this is the perfect place to taste many different varieties of food. ‘Idli’, ‘dosa’, ‘sambhar’, ‘Wada’ and many delicious foods that I enjoyed in 3 days. While walking near the beach I had a food item, ‘Mirchi-pakoda’,  (chili fried) and that was awesome.

 

I personally felt that Chennai is a place where you should go for at least one time, to enjoy the beauty and nature.

 

 

 

 

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The story behind my name #MAGGIE

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I know it sounds really different that my title is ” Story behind my name #Maggie”.

You might be thinking it is just because I used to eat a lot of maggie so my friends named me. This is the half part, the other part is more interesting.

I live in Kolkata. The place which is known for its grand colonial architecture, art galleries, and cultural festivals. And beside all these our college’s most famous food and that is, “maggie bhaja”. It’s really delicious.

From here the story begins. Whenever my friends ask me what I had for my lunch, dinner or breakfast. The only answer I gave was..”Maggie bhaja”. You might be thinking that ‘Maggi is not good for health, that you always used to eat it’. I would like to say,”yes..! Maggi is not good for each and every meal. But sometimes you can eat it.”

“Hey who are you, I ordered first and you came late” I shouted at the boy who took the plate of my maggi bhaja from the hand of the aunty from the dhaba, where we went.

“I am hungry and I can’t wait for more, please let me have it” he begged.

“No, I am hungry too. I will not give this plate to you” I refused. Suddenly aunty came and gave another plate of maggi bhaja.

Unknowingly I left the plate and that plate fell down. “You stupid” he shouted. “Why you left the plate?”

“I thought to give you the particular one and have the other” I answered.

Again we both attacked the next plate. After arguing for more than 10 minutes. We decided to eat from the same plate and so we did. The boy who was not known to me. I didn’t even know his name, but we shared the same maggi bhaja.

“So ma’am, what is your name,” he asked in a gentle way. “Maggi” I said and smiled. “And you are”

“Bhaja” he laughed. We both started smiling at each other. His eyes were so beautiful. I started staring into his eyes. “Eat Maggi otherwise I will have the whole plate,” he said.

He noticed me that I was watching him. His voice, his nature it was so noticeable that I noticed each and everything. I think it’s “love”… the only word I said. He started smiling and said “ma’am have your part of maggi bhaja because I ate my part”.. I was staring at him. He was there in front of me till I ate.

The Same moment my friends turn up and they began to make fun. The boy went with a  handshake. But I wanted to know his name, his information, everything.

I ran out of the dhaba to see where he went. But he was not within my range. My eyes were thoroughly finding him. I wanted to talk to him. But my eyes were unable to catch his glimpse

That was the only day I met him. Even today also I pray to God to just make my way to his place. Also from that moment, my dear and devil friends announced my name as maggie. And from that time, at first my friend, then classmates, then half of the college and at last the whole college started calling me @maggie.

And so I became the most famous #MAGGIE of our college. Maybe that day was not in support of me but still, it gave me a memorable name. And I am thankful for this.